Chapter 107

"Damn, this guy is awesome."

The queue for picking up meals at the milk tea shop was very long; a boy patted his friend's shoulder in front and handed over his phone.

In the short video, the game character was very coolly completing a 1v3 counter-kill under the passionate background music, and the final record chart showed this player's rating as high as 1.61.

"So powerful? s1mple?"

The boy behind snatched the phone back: "You only know s1mple ———— this is a new player from the country, very powerful!"

"Really? What's his name?"

"Ori."

"Tyloo's?" the one in front asked.

For CS players who didn't follow the match, mentioning CN CS subconsciously made them think of Tyloo.

"Let me see ————"

"After all this time, you don't understand either!"

"Found it, it's VG."

"Never heard of it."

"What are you drinking?" The two people in front walked away, and Jiao Yang also relaxed a bit.

He was a bit afraid that An Wenxin would go up and promote VG to these two people; don't know why, she was clearly socially anxious but still wanted to do publicity.

"Mango Pomelo Sago, no ice, less sugar." An Wenxin answered.

Jiao Yang nodded and reported the needs of advent and the others to the clerk together.

"Hey~ should have ordered and then come to pick it up." Sitting in the milk tea shop waiting for the clerk to make it, An Wenxin reflected.

"Coach, now is the off-season, no need to review." Jiao Yang complained.

An Wenxin was a bit too tense after becoming a Coach; like JamYoung, she was eager to prove her value as soon as she took the job.

"It's not the off-season! You guys still have the EPL Asian Qualifier." An Wenxin knew VG's schedule clearly and immediately retorted.

"What's that? Just play casually."

The current VG was no longer afraid of these Asian teams; this kind of qualifier was more used for team integration and training tactics —

instead of needing to spend energy to research.

Their focus now was the DH Dallas Masters at the end of the month! At that time, they would face strong players from all over the world, and the difficulty was far from comparable to the small shrimps in Asia.

"By the way, Aqing wants me to remind you that there is also the Epicenter Qualifier these few days. Won't you be too tired?" As a Coach, An Wenxin cared.

"Probably not, anyway it's all playing games."

This level of match didn't consume much energy, and ever since his talent system added the "Dream DLC," his sleep quality had improved a lot, and he was more energetic.

It was just that the online dream like before never appeared again; those two training sessions gave him a lot of new understanding of Nuke and also strengthened his proficiency with the Desert Eagle; today's multiple clutch wins and wiping out Tyloo also had reasons for this.

"Aqing told me to remind you about the small dota match at the end of the month; agreed to let you push it off."

This B-level small match conflicted with DH Dallas; in the situation of choosing one of the two, naturally, they chose the S-level big match of CS.

"Then are they still playing?" Jiao Yang was a bit curious.

"Said they want the Coach to top it."

"rOtK playing Mid? Blessed."

Jiao Yang had already determined the entertainment project for those few days of the match — watching the Coach eat rice.

An Wenxin wasn't good at discussing Dota2 topics, but thinking about the diverse details of this type of game, combined with the characteristics of the SG553 she accidentally discovered before, her idea had a prototype: "Speaking of which, do you guys often learn ideas from the internet when playing dota?"

"Hmm, influencing each other; netizens have bigger brains, and playstyles are more diverse."

Dota's could be considered the one with the biggest changes among other games of the same type; after a few versions, the game might not be the same.

Facing huge update content, professional players and Coaches couldn't figure it out the first time, so referring to some high-score players or even low-score passersby was a common thing; brainstorming could save a lot of early trial-and-error costs.

This also fulfilled the old saying: A wise man thinks a thousand times, but must have one loss; a fool thinks a thousand times, but must have one gain.

"Then can CS also call on players to upload their props and tactics? Let you guys refer to them?" An Wenxin asked excitedly.

Jiao Yang actually considered similar problems and answered directly: "Not really, the workload is very large, and it's very troublesome to screen. Props are okay to say, but tactics need the team to realize together; talking about tactics as a solo player is just talking on paper."

Being poured a basin of cold water, An Wenxin wasn't too disappointed.

At least she knew this plan was feasible; now it was just a matter of solving two problems: how to screen good ideas with low cost and high efficiency?

How to make the game atmosphere tend toward team cooperation?

Just as she wanted to think, Jiao Yang handed her milk tea: "Let's go, drink while thinking."

VG's six people had a beautiful lunch to celebrate the first championship of the new VG.

Immediately after, they went to the reserved venue.

"So big." JamYoung saw this scene for the first time and was shocked for a while.

aumaN didn't have a good temper and rua'd his head: "Haven't seen the world! Although I haven't seen it either."

The studio was at least ten meters high, and the photography lights were covered with various soft light and shading appliances, sitting in various places in different forms.

There were also dressing rooms and clothing rooms, described in two words — professional.

Not to mention JamYoung, even the old veterans of the Qiyou Trio hadn't seen this kind of battle formation.

Jiao Yang felt okay, which was because of his other identity, a Dota2 professional player.

After all, the time for changing profile photos actually depended on experience and strength:

Except for the situation where the team uniform was updated after changing clubs, it was when the organizer needed to help change it for publicity when participating in big matches.

For the former, the Qiyou Trio hadn't changed teams much, and the teams they changed to weren't as good as VG, so they wouldn't choose to come to a good venue to take photos.

For the latter, the big matches they broke into were limited, and they didn't play into the venue in international matches, so naturally, they didn't have corresponding promotional videos.

And Jiao Yang was different; although Ti8's results were average, relying on Valve's care for Dota2, he could still have an opening short film, and thus had a higher-quality profile photo experience.

An Wenxin handed over with the staff, confirmed that the reservation was no problem, and started the process.

First stop — hairstyle.

Jiao Yang led by example, took the lead, and sat on the seat after washing his hair.

Tony the teacher was already eyeing him, ready to strike; Jiao Yang interrupted in time and handed over the 【Hair Director's Hair Clipper】.

"The cooler, the better."

Worthy of being someone who does art, Tony the teacher's brain circuit was equally strange, and he didn't ask anything, took the 【Hair Director's Hair Clipper】, and started directly.

The buzzing sound of the hair clipper rang out; Tony the teacher gradually felt its magic — it was as if there was a living soul inside, inducing the user to vent the wildness in their heart.

Through it, cutting hair was no longer a simple job, but an expression of art.

And the carrier of this art was the angular head in front of him ————

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